Have you heard what they say?

We could levitate

Our cards has been dealt

Do you believe in fate?



Elevation



Stuck in the dream before the last

Present, future, past

Drifting high into space

I sense the world in a daze



Elevation



So lost I can't be found

Blue above, I've left the ground

There's a beacon across the skies



Like a gentle summer breeze

You made my soul at ease

Now the wind whispers our goodbyes



For all of those who leave behind;

Your past may be unkind

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